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The Traumatised Marine (final bitesize part 3)
Posted By: Traumatised Marine<rbecalick@hotmail.com>
Date: 10 March 2003, 10:16 PM
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Kennedy slumped against a wall-like support that held up a landing above him, he faced the door he'd just come into the chamber from.
He'd lost his rifle in the corridors some time ago, he didn't know where, he didn't even realise he was without it.
He distantly recalled being in this chamber before, it was the one with the huge, smashed, glass containment case and it was where they'd found the mangled Elite.
Kennedy now knew what had been in that case, he flinched and brought on more convulsing trembles just thinking about the little monsters.
Mental images of them tearing into his squad burned on his eyes, no matter how much he shook his head or rubbed his sockets, he couldn't get rid of them.
The monsters' voices were so loud, like a roomful of people screaming in his head.
Their evil, malicious voices hissed spitefully and malevolently at him, the same thing, over and over;
"We will get you!
We've taken more than you can imagine, we've survived for longer than you can imagine, we are more unstoppable than anything you can imagine. You cannot escape, no matter where you run!!
WE WILL GET YOU!!!"
"NO YOU WON'T YOU FUCKING MONSTERS!!!" Screamed Kennedy inside the echoic chamber in desperate, fearful defiance.
Kennedy waited for the voices' reply.
Nothing.
No reply.
Silence, sweet, blissful silence.
The voices had stopped!
He gave a gibbering, triumphant chuckle, but then-
"We will get you!" The voices whispered with cruel sadism.
"Shut up!" Growled Kennedy insanely through gritted teeth, shaking uncontrollably.
Beads of cold sweat were glistening all over his face,
"Shut up! Shut up!! SHUT UP!!!"
"We will get you!"
Kennedy drew his pistol and levelled it at his temple,
"I'll make you shut up" He hissed manically, with a sudden insane grin.
His sweaty finger was about to pull the trigger and silence the voices when the door he faced hissed open.
In the doorway stood one of the rotted green mutants, it was large and bulky, with an assault rifle and a single, burning, yellow eye, a huge cycloptic eye.
The green monster strode towards him with surprising stability.
Kennedy didn't care, it wasn't going to get him!
He levelled his pistol and fired a shot at the advancing creature, screaming,
"STAY BACK!! STAY BACK, YOU'RE NOT TURNING ME INTO ONE OF THOSE THINGS!!"
The bullet cracked loudly as it hit the monster and bounced off it. The creature flashed a brilliant gold when the impact struck it.
The green humanoid continued to advance.
"I'LL BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT!! GET AWAY FROM MEEEEEE!!" He screamed again, firing another shot.
This time the creature was ready, it dodged the bullet so fast Kennedy didn't even see it duck.
The voices were pounding in his head now, in anger and spite.
"GAAAAHH!! AAAAAAAHH!!" Screamed Kennedy hysterically.
The creature tried to come forward but Kennedy fired another shot, and again the creature dodged it.
"Don't touch me you freaks, I won't be like you, I'll die first!!" Babbled Kennedy defiantly.
Kennedy realised that the single, burning, yellow eye was actually a reflective gold visor.
It was the Master Chief!
Where had the Chief been when they were being torn at by the creatures?
It didn't matter now, he was too late.
"Find your own hiding place the monsters are everywhere!!" Kennedy shouted angrily at the Chief, firing another shot at him.
The Chief had disappeared from Kennedy's view, to explore the rest of the chamber. The Chief had realised Kennedy was insane, so he left him there and decided to examine the chamber to try to get some answers.
"Play dead!" Called Kennedy to the Chief, whom he could no longer see, but knew was still in the chamber.
"That's what I did, played dead. They took the live ones"
Pictures of his squad being torn at burned even clearer in his mind, he could hear their screams.
"Oh God!! I can still hear them!"
Kennedy sobbed,
"Monsters!"
The voices of the monsters hissed in his head so loud he felt as if his head were being pried open.
"AHHHHHHHHH!! AHHHHHAAAHHHH!! AAAAAAAHHHHAAAAA!!!!"
He wailed hysterically, trying to drown the voices out.
They continued to chant their evil chant.
"We will get you!"
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" He screamed out at the monsters.
His thoughts turned to his squad, it was the only other thing he could think about.
"Sarge. Mendoza. Bisenti. Oh God, the things took them." He blubbered and cried, but he knew he couldn't bring them back.
"THEY'RE GONE!! GET IT!?! GONE!!!" He shouted to himself in lunacy.
"They won't get me!!" He assured himself uncertainly.
"Yes we will!" The voices whispered horribly.
"Oh God... oh God I don't want to be like them, please, please no, nooo...!!" He begged the voices desperately.
"We will get you!" Was the voices' only cruel reply.
Kennedy knew that the Master Chief was no longer in the chamber, he didn't care, he had the gun pointed at his temple with a trembling hand, he was going to kill the voices.
He would have silence, blissful, peaceful silence.
But before he pulled the trigger he heard a sound.
It was a chilling sound, a hissing, squelching, scurrying sound.
It was the sound of all things human beings were repulsed by rolled into one.
Kennedy froze, the pistol slipped from his hand and landed with a loud echoing clatter, upon hitting the floor it discharged the shot that had been destined for his head.
The sound was coming from the other side of the door Kennedy faced.
Kennedy could hear the creatures massing on the other side of the door.
The creatures stopped writhing and wriggling for a moment and froze briefly, as if they were communicating with one another.
Then, with a terrifyingly, purposeful malevolence, the creatures began to slam against the door with repeated, synchronised impacts.
Kennedy whimpered and curled up, trembling against the wall-like platform support he sat propped against.
He covered his face with his arms and peeped from beneath his arms at the door.
The mass of revolting, green, writhing evil was smashing the door through, just like it did before.
The door strained, buckled and with one final slam it blew forward, and the creatures flooded towards Kennedy.
Kennedy shrieked and cried like a terrified child as the little creatures smothered him.
Tentacles wriggled their way into his flesh as the little monsters all eagerly fought for a patch of skin to get at.
Kennedy thrashed and shrieked in vain, his agonised screams muffled by the relentless, ravenous little creatures as they teared at him.
Finally one of the creatures got on the right spot on his back.
The little monster furiously plunged it's squirming tentacles through the skin of his back, bringing more cries of searing pain.
It's tentacles wormed their way around his spine, and then with a final powerful jerk the creature wrenched itself into his chest. It severed his spine and sent his head upwards, the neck broken from the very base.
With that movement Kennedy's pain strained whimpers suddenly ceased and his thrashing stopped as his body became limp.
The rest of the Flood around the body began to disperse, in such a way one could have almost thought they were disappointed.
They left the successful Flood alone inside it's twitching host...
THE END
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